Back to the employee hut, where she encounters her boss

With her heart practically pounding out of her chest, Mackenzie sprinted through the mall. Stranger after stranger turned their head in surprise as she zoomed past them, but the redhead tried not to notice them. She had mixed results, with her blush no longer deepening after the fifth or sixth "OH MY GOD!" in a row.

Mackenzie clutched the candy cane even more tightly to her body. She could feel her breasts slipping out from under the curve of the plastic, but had no time to stop and readjust them back out of sight. The very bottom of the candy cane kept sliding up and down along her neatly trimmed bush, bouncing slightly and baring just a bit of her womanhood with each step she took.

A nightmare. She was living a literal nightmare in that moment. And, even worse, she had no idea what to do about it!

She could duck into a bathroom and at least have a moment to sort herself out, but the nearest ones were clear on the other side of the food court!

Should she flee into a nearby clothing store? Of course not. It wasn't like they were going to just give her something to wear for free!

Would she be better off returning to the staff area? It was possible Walt could help, but she'd be damned if she let Ricky see her running around naked like this!

No, Mackenzie figured her only real option was getting the hell out of there! She beelined for the nearest mall exit, not giving a single fuck about her job any more. The mediocre pay wasn't worth this much humiliation!

It was only after she reached the exit that she started to reconsider, though.

As the cold December air blasted across her bare skin, as the snowy sidewalk crunched under her socked feet, and as the plastic candy cane was nearly wrenched out of her grip by the heavy door, Mackenzie found herself regretting her choice of fleeing the mall. Her momentum carried her a few more steps on the sidewalk before the blushing beauty finally came to a stop.

Maybe it was the cold, crisp air blowing across nearly every inch of her, or maybe it was the harsh reality of standing outside, gazing at the packed parking lot full of cars, but a semblance of reason finally broke through Mackenzie's haze of embarrassment.

How exactly was she planning on getting home? Her car keys were in her purse, back in the employee hut. ...Along with her coat.

"My COAT!!" she screamed, turning and running back towards the mall entrance. "I forgot about my coat!"

"You forgot quite a bit more than that!" a stranger laughed as she pushed past him into the doorway.

The hook of her comically large candy cane did get caught on the door's push bar this time as Mackenzie re-entered the mall. It was yanked out of her hands, leaving Mackenzie standing between the two sets of doors in nothing but her socks for a moment. She squealed in embarrassment yet again as the dozen people entering or leaving the mall directly around her all got a glimpse of the redhead in all her (mostly) naked glory. She extricated the giant candy cane from the door and resumed her sprint, this time heading deeper into the crowded mall.

It was another embarrassing eternity of weaving through and around the various mall-goers for Mackenzie. Though this time, the people felt even more packed together. It was noticeably more difficult not to let the candy cane get hooked or caught on the people around her. And a few times, Mackenzie even felt an errant hand brush up against her bare skin. She chalked them up to accidents, especially given that she was usually in and out of people's range of contact before they could do much more than yell in surprise. But still... each moment of contact, each incident of a stranger running their hand along her bare skin, it made her jump in surprise. The redhead simply clutched the candy cane more tightly to her body and kept up her eternity of nude running.

In actuality, it was barely a minute and a half later when Mackenzie finally returned to the employee hut. She ducked into the tiny excuse for a building, clutching the ridiculous excuse for cover to her chest.

Mackenzie would've heaved a sigh of relief if she hadn't been so out of breath. But her potential smidge of relief would have come too soon anyway. Because after turning the corner, she immediately crashed directly into someone.

"OOF!" she cried, rebounding off the unknown body and collapsing back to the floor.

"OW! Hey, what's the-" a male voice cut itself off before tentatively asking, "...Mackenzie?"

Surprised, panting, and utterly surprised, Mackenzie looked up from her sprawled out position on the floor. There, looking down at her, was her boss, Walt.

"ACK!" she cried in surprise and embarrassment, quickly throwing her hands over her exposed chest and pussy.

"What on earth are you- WHERE are your CLOTHES?!" Walt yelled, though he sounded more surprised than angry.

"I... I..." Mackenzie muttered, looking around for where her giant candy cane had ended up in her fall.

There, a few feet to her left, she found it and eagerly grabbed it again, clutching it back to her bare skin.

Mackenzie tried to think of an excuse as she shakily got to her feet, but her brain was having a hard enough time simply managing that. So, she stood there, nervously holding the novelty candy cane in just the right position to cover both her breasts as well as her womanhood. The decoration could still just barely manage the job. And, somehow, Mackenzie found enough brainpower to reason that she didn't need to offer an excuse at all.

"I-I quit," she said, trying and failing to sound confident. "I'm done, Walt. I just came back to get my stuff..."

With her peace spoken, Mackenzie began trying to awkwardly walk around Walt. She needed to get around him to get to her coat and purse, but really didn't want him to see her bare body from the side, and especially not from the back. But Walt stepped to his side, blocking her maneuver.

"Wait, Mackenzie!" he said, desperately. "Please don't go! I need your help!"

Mackenzie felt a minor pang of panic surge through her. Walt wasn't going to try and physically stop her... was he? He'd always been a mild mannered guy, even if he came across a bit uncaring about his employees sometimes.

"DON'T try to stop me," she said, putting some genuine strength behind her first word.

She tried to walk around him from the other side. For a brief moment, Walt seemed to be about to cut her off again, but he seemingly decided against it and stood in place. Mackenzie took the opening, rotating to keep her front half facing Walt as she walked backwards towards the bench and coat rack.

"Mackenzie, it's about Ricky," he said, sounding almost pleading.

A jolt of actual fear ran through Mackenzie with that name. She'd completely forgotten about him in her rush to get back to her coat and purse. It only helped to steel her resolve. She was leaving ASAP.

"I've got nothing to say to that prick!" she yelled, chancing a glance behind her as she approached the wall, but didn't see her coat.

"I fired him twenty minutes ago, about five minutes after Olivia quit!"

"Walt... where's my coat?"

Another pulse of panic coursed through the redhead's body. She whirled around, looking frantically for her coat anywhere in the room. In the process, the panicking young woman bared her backside to her manager, not even realizing it. Walt gulped in surprise upon seeing the curvy ass of his hottest (and now only) employee. But his desperation **** him to look back up to her face.

"I'm afraid Olivia might have taken it. She left in quite a hurry..."

"What?!" Mackenzie snapped, whirling back around to face him. "Walt, what the fuck!"

"It was kind of a whole ordeal," Walt said, raising placating hands. "I-I can explain what happened."

"I need my coat!! I need..." Mackenzie shouted, before quickly finding that her fear was dropping her voice to nearly a whisper, "I need something to wear! ...I need clothes..."

"I'll get you some!" Walt hastily promised. "B-but... I need your help first!"

Mackenzie stared at him dubiously for a moment.

"...My help? Do I look like I'm in any position to offer you HELP right now?!"

" Just! Just hear me out!" he said. "Then I promise I'll help you with some clothes, regardless of what you say! ...Okay?"